Sunday, February 23

I made very good progress on my to do list the last couple of days.  There is now the right "color" of light bulb in the socket, the electrical plates that I wanted to keep have been removed and replaced (those darn things aren't cheap !)  I discovered I had only one screwdriver and it was too big for the tiny screws.  Where on earth did they go?  I got some information together for a couple of friends and did some emails to let people know about the move.  The HVAC got checked out by the company that services it.  All is good.

My favorite handyman came by and got some boxes out of the attic, cleaned everything out.  I have this humongous suitcase I had forgotten about, the mirror from my dresser, some more Christmas stuff.  The faulty smoke detector has been replaced.  He also, took the rest of the stuff off the walls and patched and painted the remainder of those.  Why do we hang so much stuff on the walls?  The stuff that wasn't too big is now packed.

I went to get more boxes at the liquor store.  He said to come back on Tuesday or Wednesday but not this week.

I had an appointment with the pain doctor.  My prescription had no refills.  Also, got an injection in my hand.  It was killing me.  Also got a lecture about not overdoing it.  Right, like that is going to happen in the middle of a move.

The good news is I will be taking a short vacation right in the middle of all this so will have a nice rest.  I have never been to Costa Rica before and am looking forward to a bit of adventure.

I was reading our local community paper yesterday and there was an ad from a lady wanting to meet some musicians to do chamber music.  (now someone shows up that wants to do that, just when I am leaving).  I called her and suggested she might enjoy our little band since we do all kinds of stuff.  She is interested and is going to come to our next practice.  If it works out well I will feel a lot better about leaving them without a fiddle player.

I drove over to see Cowboy today.  It was pretty nice out and we went out and walked around for quite a while.  He was telling me about this little bird that he sees sometimes.  He loves birds but couldn't tell me what kind it was.  Apparently it had intrigued him.

There were some visitors there with two little "imperial shitzus"  I was not familiar with the breed but they were only about 4 or 5 pounds and really cute.  Cowboy wanted to hold one and they were nice enough to let him do that.  Then, for the first time in months and months, he asked about our dog.

We  had lunch and watched some TV and then I headed home.